PRIVATE PARTS CONTAIN VULGAR FLUIDS THAT IF LEFT TABBOO COULD EXLODE ON CULTURAL IMPACT
I can't help but feel a pull toward things left behind.
Nagging, urging and pointing a finger in a general direction of medicine.
A healing that, this time, requires much more of a strategic effort in the applied philosophy department.
Not only for me, but for those around me.
"Self Help" sounds like inner-office Human Relations jargon at first, but this statement, along with "Self Improvement" or "Self Esteem" seem to get jaded by pubic distribution and nobody things of this as applied philosophy.
I RIP THE HEAD OFF THE SYSTEM AND BEGIN THE EDUCATION BY SHOVING IT UP THE ASS... whose ass?
So to split the atom in twine or to break the yin from the yang, one must attribute that a lot (most) of our identity is made up of certain choices we make, certain experiences we've had, and certain instances of victimization (ie:choice has been taken away). But it is true in a sense that, if a man deceives or forces a choice onto another, he in turn has made a choice for his victim and himself, and now when karma kicks in, or to a lesser extent, human justice, the repercussions for victimizing someone becomes three fold; detriment to the singular (self), detriment to the duality (the victim), detriment to human influence.
Negative breed Negative birth Negative breed Positive (sometimes).

Now I must log some people, place and things: I'm enjoying my new job @ minacs, enjoying the corperateness of the job, assimilation almost complete.
Getting a place downtown, I hope... will find out more today. Crystal is my roommate, for the winter, and then I hope to achieve my singular person abode.
Me and Mo are enjoying some comfort ala VHS and BED. Though our relationship does have some arguments here and there, we both accept that life has a lot of trivial issues that keep festering, we laugh, and dance and gawfaw the nights away, in each others arms, early morning parting, sighs of innocence and joy. My fuel, my lover, my friend.
Kev is expecting me soon to get my butt in gear with the project, I'm expecting to dive right in after I get set-up in the new homestead. (oh yea and after I get my computer)
A lot of friends on my mind lately, wavering in and out of priority, I mustn’t vampire, I do apologize for my lack of love, but really, I just can't understand that you can't understand that I can't bring myself to care THAT much about it... RIGHT NOW"
You are still "Friend", and if you knew what "Friend" stands for, you can still smile over the millions of moments lost to worry and deconstructive behavior.
BUILD ME UP BUTTERCUP

me thinks [?]_[?]
lots of luv

A Cautionary Verse
My child, do not exaggerate,
Lest you incur a horrid fate—
As ancient oracles relate,
And modern texts corroborate.
For if you ever fabricate,
Dissimulate, prevaricate,
Or even minor facts inflate,
The fist of doom will crush you straight.
Suppose you choose to overstate
How long a spell you had to wait
Until a cab, two minutes late,
Responded to your calls irate.
Before this whopper can abate
Your heart will start to palpitate,
Your vital juices desiccate,
Your kidneys cease to operate.
Not only that: at lightning rate
Your mental functions, small and great,
Will shrivel and deteriorate
To pablum in your puny pate.
Thereafter, sentiments of hate
Will justly start to agitate
Your sturdy colleagues, man and mate,
And prompt them to vituperate,
Till through the world, a weary weight
Upon the modern welfare state,
You reel, you slump, you sob, you prate,
And choose your life to terminate.
But let me not too long dilate
Upon the horrors that await
A person who, disdaining fate,
Should ever once exaggerate.
thankees to mo I finaly know about the great canadian poet Denis Lee

Does anyone know what the Revolting Cocks album: "Cocked And Loaded" is like?

Danger Mouse = pure avant-hop bliss
http://waxy.org/archive/2004/11/18/the_grey.shtml

interested : need torrent
[Downside Up is a four-disc box set collecting B-sides and bonus material from the catalog of Siouxsie & the Banshees. Also included (on disc four) is The Thorn EP, originally released in 1984.]

tunes to check into
Junior Boys
M83
Propellerheads
Hexstatic
Morphine

Dokyoumentarys &&& Moovees

"It is nowhere written that the American empire goes on forever."
Why We Fight (Deception/War/Governement)
"Stupidity reveals that, despite our culture's extensive access to knowledge and information, humans continue to choose stupidity."
Stupidity
The Corperation (Deconstructing "they")
related link - TheyRule.net
Thomas Jefferson - "When the people fear their government, there is tyranny; when the government fears the people, there is liberty.")
V for Vendetta (Action/Dramatic)
"It might be true that there are six billion people in this world, and counting, but nevertheless -what you do makes a difference. It makes a difference, first of all, in material terms, to other people, and it sets an example. In short, I think the message here is that we shouuld never write ourselves off or see eachother as a victim of various forces. It's always our descision who we are."
Waking Life (Sureal/Dialog)
Scientist: "You know, Fred, if you keep your sense of humor like you do, you just might make it."
Fred: "Make it? Make what? The team? The chick? Make good? Make do? Make out? Make sense? Make money? Make time? Define your terms. The Latin for 'make' is facere, which always reminds me of fuckere, which is Latin for 'to fuck', and I have been getting jack shit in that department as of late."
A Scanner Darkly (Philip K Dick book adaptation)

It's just a ride and we can change it any time we want. It's only a choice. No effort, no work, no job, no savings and money, a choice, right now, between fear and love. The eyes of fear want you to put bigger locks on your door, buy guns, close yourself off. The eyes of love instead see all of us as one.

Create a perfect limit to strive towards. My ideals are not unreal, or improbable.
In fact; you could say that my way of thinking (educated optimism) is actually the new spawn of our times. Such is this emotionally distracted society of ours that one starts to loose their self to the endless.
Too many choices were given sp that we can realize what more than enough was.
NOW WE KNOW... in destroying our planet, our humanity and ourselves... we can finally see that the anti-pro mentality was inevitable. Self-destruction could be the key... into rebuilding what is essentially inevitable.
A reconstruction, an elaboration, a renaissance, and a revolution...
You wonder why the world is in a critical state.
It's because you cannot seem to take control of your own happiness, let alone the happiness of others. It's because you are lazy and don't realize how easy it is to live in your distraction. (Media, celebrity, social drama, and drugs) you’re distracted from yourself, again and again. If you could only focus on the truth and lies and karma of your actions, your world would lighten.
STOP BEING A VICTIM... stop pretending you’re a good person, or that your karma doesn't affect us… fess up to your uneducated chaos.
Your selfishness causes ripples in our ponds, and your cute new shoes just employed another five children to be forced into slave work.
And yet, you don't think that it's you I'm talking about.
Wal-Mart, Dollar Store, Old Navy Whore, don't I look hot in my exploiting outfit.
Your Apathy is what they want so try a little infonomics.
More mental illnesses every year, more people on pills fearing they are crazy...
Pretend that you don't contribute to this problem,
Pretend that you can't fix yourself.
Pretend that you can't help the world...
They have you convinced that there is a good life, and yet only they get to live it.
You can only find freedom in your mind
Your salvation isn't a Big Mac or the new single on the radio,
It’s not the same old sitcom humor, or the thousands of advertisements, it’s not in the illusions of racism, or in land ownership, or the capitalism of a handful of people
It’s in your head...
It's in my head....
This is the bomb to detonate the global village, making you all victims...
I want to be able to stand for all of us…
We have to take a stand.

When ideas turn to ideals. Or Not.

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My world has been an interesting one this month, many a new experiences, new challenges, and new ideas...
I won't go too far back, but at the beginging of this month I chose that this month, this time in my life was going to be head time, grow time, summer fun time... and so, with no reponsabilities to work, to home, to life... I journeied...
I visited parts of the city I had never seen, found some beautiful sitting spots, met and conversed with many a lad about the feeling in the air of world situation and self situation, read a few disinformation books, and smoked a lot of herbs.
Anticipation was abewin, insite of Ness Creek on it's way.
BEST TIME OF MY LIFE... a vacation from the so called reality that I see in the city.
People, community, nature, love, drugs, food, music, art, open spaces, open minds, comfort, and pure joy.
There was also an incident involving the existance of human beings in the wild, where a yearling cub was shot and killed, due to it being a threat to the festival and the patrons, yet, we were much more of a threat to it and nature, because we carry guns... yea that was this years hypocrocy, as witnessed by NoMe, and hey if nothing else, I got to experience something sad and disturbing as I helped sitecrew in lifting and transproting the beautiful young animal.
Besides tragedy there were many a moment of pure satisfaction, perfection and fullfillment helped out by kev, crystal, chris, sarah, kaine, aliah, and me amore morgan.
Ah yes, the tender summer children came to play and elegent and abstract warmth and belonging.
An urge to change the wind, brought a soul to me in a time of need. My need to share the epressions and impulses, and the pulsing need of 'change'. I am still so bedazzled at the choices and the individuals I have witnessed this summer; beautifly disturbing.
I am one my way now, and will be entering the world of high-class poverty again as I find and maintain anouther underemployement. But it's not a bad thing, in fact it is perfectly due, as I must now reclaim a new glory in replacement of the old glory I stripped off.
I am looking forward to this next month,
more changes,
more extremes
push it further than ever before
love, lust, and learning

How can you sing at a time like this?
How pure and simple to indulge in bliss.
How can you dance at a time like this?
To envoke your misguided soul, ya poor basterd

The Energy back in me - Activate this power illusion inside
Remember you could have chosen - your apathetic identity denied
Defined by the words in your lips
Defined by the swing of things
Don’t care about the solution
Dance away your revolution

Break the bonds of biases formed by Major Captain Capitalist
Into the blitzkrieg, confusion pounding, this apathy is astounding
Break the bonds of social whores, not sorry for their lies
Sucking life from your pity, making you believe in pride

“ -! I WANT TO GO NO WHERE !- ”
You’re on the right track
I want to be oppressed by the power obsessed
“ -! I WANT TO BE NO ONE !- ”
Fashion fascists maybe today, maybe tomorrow
It’s on its way.

Political pirates bleeding Eden of it’s truth
Creating ignorant super soldier youth
Ready to fight
Ready to light the sky on fire
Blacken the clouds

Enter oblivion

It's lagging on me.
As I live from one day to anouther I often remember the times when in a moment of hesitation I would hesitate to long and become uncomforted.
That memory has surfaced lately bringing on a new sort of pain.
I used to be very depressed, lazy, self, etc. A lot of my old beliefs were skewed by this hang up on the so called universal "ballance" one keeps as to be on a path of enlightenment (or so I thought). Now don't get me wrong, I'm sure some would still see me as such through a version of me they have been displayed to previous, yet I hold true in these evolve systems of thought, finally a question and an answer, not just a look of confusion upon a face. I'm half way there, and the next half won't be nearly as unnotticed.
I've left a lot behind me as I move forward.
A lot will resent me for it, but it is up to them to decide what they will do with me.
I try not to have expectations of others, yet the people in life that I truely have something in commen with, those I have grown to know well. I wish the same joy, love and life for their soul as I do for mine, and I will torment myself with their lies and their corruption...
for if I don't I won't know what is truely right, and what I truely hate.
It's like all those things the bible has been saying...
like all the prophets and poets,
all the motivational speakers,
all the charities, all the progress and enduring nature of humanity...
all that GOOD stuff that has been forced in your face since birth, right under my noes, on the tree, right next to evil...
was the key to it all
the wings, the sword, and the word.

So as I cast off the brief stress of all of the saddness, frusteration, and drama, of all the people around me who radiate it...
I SAY...
just go be happy, do what it is that worked, you know in your heart what is truely RIGHT, screw up a few times, but learn soon, or you'll be trapped, like whos-his-face and thatchik... you know who I'm talking about...